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Save a bit of the mystery for me

I’ve paced the width and length of the cage 

creating waffles on my feet

 

memorized the paths of stars

names of all monsters of the deep

 

but when I see you in the evening 

I know you’ve saved a bit of the mystery for me

 

boss goes on droning

targets needing to be reached

 

the drones fly below

the radar’s tiny sweeps

 

you remove your dress

my death rattle shakes and twists

 

I could go on forever

but that’s not where the mystery is

 

we can almost touch it almost feel it give

 almost taste it there in the kiss

 

never can own it 

never know where it lives 

 

just be open to it

when and where it presents itself

◄ Hacking Sex

One more last chance ►

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